Can We Talk? (Curtis)

Izzy didn't know what to do. She was so confused, she just really needed to talk to Curtis. A few weeks prior to this, Izzy and Curtis did something that really wasn't right. They were getting more and more serious with their relationship, she knew it was bound to happen sooner or later, but she was hoping it wouldn't be that soon. You know how it went, Izzy really didn't want to do it but Curtis pulled out the, "You love me, don't you?" speech. Izzy never thought he was that kind of guy. Lately she was just so scared and sick, she automatically assumed the worst. Izzy needed to talk to Curtis, badly, she had called him and he agreed to meet her at the park. Izzy sat on a bench and just waited for him.

(I didn't know if you wanted to do anything with Allie or Jasn or whoever. But if you want to I could start something.)

Curtis walked up to her, "Hey."

(Sure, might as well. Could you start that and maybe a Allie/Izzy one too?)

"Hi." She smiled lightly she got up and hugged him

(Ok I will then)

Curtis hugged her back, "How are you?"

He was still kinda upset. Curtis felt as if Izzy didn't want to try in their relationship. Maybe he should just end it? He didn't want to, he was confused.

"I'm feeling kind of sick." she sighed softly, "How are you?"

"Sick?" He said, ignoring her question. "Maybe we should meet up another time."

"No, Curtis, it's not the sickness you're thinking of. If been throwing up for two weeks now." she said, hoping he knew what she was getting at.

Curtis gave her a look, "I don't follow."

"Curtis, I think I'm pr-." she couldn't even bring herself to say the word

"Think you're what?" Curtis asked.

"You're gonna be mad." she cried, "You'll hate me."

"Izzy...I could never hate you. Just tell me what is it?"

"I-I'm pregnant." she cried and sniffled.

Curtis' heart dropped as time froze for a moment. No..no no..no no NO! How could that have happened? They didn't 'do it'...did they? ...Yes they did. Of course they did, otherwise this would have never happened. Curtis stared at her, not being able to form words. He lightly pulled away from Izzy and sighed. He refused to believe it, they were too young. They couldn't be parents...could they? Man...FMD.

"I'm scared and you're mad." she looked up at him

Curtis sighed and looked down at her, snapping out of his thoughts. "What?"

"I'm terrified, what is my dad going to do or say? He'll probably be mad, like you are."

"I'm not mad Isabella." Curtis snapped. "Well I wasn't until now."

"Well why are you mad now?" She looked away

"Because you kept saying I was mad when I wasn't."

"I'm sorry." she said softly

He shook his head, "It's fine. When did you find out?"

"Yesterday." She said, "But you can't tell anybody until I tell my dad."

"I wasn't planning on it. But I need to tell my parents too."

Izzy nodded, "But I want you to be there with me when I tell him. You don't have to if it will make you feel uncomfortable, though."